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I am your queen Given to me at birth by virtue of my poverty I was made for you to rule benevolently I’ll never ask you to kneel you’ve had enough oppression I’ve accepted my place very reluctantly Everyone who’s ever felt the burning of awareness Has journeyed to my kingdom looking for acceptance Give me all your tired because I am your queen I’m like Lady Jane Grey appointed to my post By reasons of default I am your humble host It’s not like I can heal I’m not the medication Just a symbol of hurt I give you dedication What am I to do with all your broken hearts? And who will take care of me royalty can come apart So give me all your tired because I am your queen – come unto me, find your reprieve I’ll be your … commute all your sentences, give you charity, full immunity and love I just woke up one day and I had a city of damaged goods What is it about me, that brings all the broken souls to my front door, thinking I mirror their lives? Well, if I did, I can’t any longer. And here am I today sitting on my throne Nobody serves me I govern all alone It isn’t fair I’m highly under-qualified So give me all your tired And I’ll be your queen I’ll be your queen I’ll be your … I’ll pardon your ills and your crimes, my bloody arms give you sanctuary. I’ll be your queen come unto me I’ll be your mercy.
© 2005 Happy Rhodes / BMI
Music, lyrics, voices, instruments and arrangements - Happy Rhodes (except as noted in credits)
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